What does that mean? The person in front of me is not Emperor Xuanyuan?

The audience in the live broadcast room really couldn't accept it.

How did the plot develop to this point? They couldn't guess where it was going.

If this person is not Emperor Xuanyuan, then who is he? And where is Emperor Xuanyuan?

Thinking of this, Emperor Xuanyuan, who had fallen to the ground, said, "If I am not Emperor Xuanyuan, who else could I be?"

Luo Fanjin shook his head, "If Emperor Xuanyuan is as weak as you, what's the point of the inheritance?"

She didn't believe what this person said at all.

"Moreover, this vast expanse of white here can be said to be the result of using an illusion. If there is anyone else who can use an illusion, you are the only one left!" Luo Fanjin continued.

While the man was stunned, the magic sword in her hand instantly pierced into the man's neck. Unexpectedly, there was no blood at all from the man's neck.

"You are not a human!" Luo Fanjin said affirmatively.

Emperor Xuanyuan was suddenly attacked and immediately turned into a ray of light and flew into the throne.

Luo Fanjin walked over and she found that this throne had appeared from the very beginning and had not disappeared until now. The disappearance of the figure just now further proved that this so-called Emperor Xuanyuan was actually transformed from a throne!

Luo Fanjin snorted coldly and chopped towards the throne. In an instant, all the obstacles disappeared, and the throne also disappeared! It was all fake!

[What's going on? Why am I getting more and more confused the more I look at it? ]

[It seems that this person who looks like Yan Che is also fake! The anchor has not gotten out of the illusion! ]

[Oh my god! This is getting more and more confusing! My brain is running out of ideas!]

[Haha, what's so hard to understand? It's just that the host has been in an illusion since entering the Imperial Palace! He hasn't come out of it yet!]

[From this point of view, the Xuanyuan Imperial Palace is not simple! With layer after layer of illusions, how can one tell the real from the fake? ]

[Others can’t tell the difference, but the host can tell it clearly.]

Seeing this sentence, many viewers looked at the big screen. The fog inside was dissipating, revealing the true appearance of the imperial palace.

There are countless rooms in the huge palace, but in front of Luo Fanjin is a throne.

"The illusion is caused by you, who are you?" Luo Fanjin swept his sharp eyes towards the throne.

No one responded to her. Luo Fanjin narrowed her eyes and condensed the five elements of spiritual power into the power of chaos. At this moment, she seemed to see the throne trembling.

At this time, a weak voice sounded.

"I, I am just a chair of Emperor Xuanyuan!"

The voice was weak but friendly.

Luo Fanjin said, "If that's the case, then why did you pretend to be Emperor Xuanyuan?"

The throne immediately replied, "That's not the case. The Emperor asked me to do this in order to select a qualified successor."

Luo Fanjin didn't say anything, her expression remained unchanged.

The throne waited for a long time but didn't hear any reply from Luo Fanjin, and he couldn't help but feel curious.

"Well, do you think I passed the test?" Luo Fanjin asked.

"Of course, the fact that you have been able to remain calm in so many illusions is enough to prove that you are the best candidate!" The throne said with a hint of flattery.

"Haha! If I may put it this way, I am really lucky!"

Luo Fanjin said with disdain.

The throne heard the displeasure in the words, but didn't dare to respond.

"Where are the monks who came in with me?" Luo Fanjin asked again.

"They, they are almost dead!" The throne moved back a little and answered softly.

"What?" Luo Fanjin saw the bodies in the room and immediately shot the chaotic spiritual power in his hand towards the throne. After a terrible scream, the throne was split in half.

"Is Emperor Xuanyuan's throne so weak?" she murmured involuntarily.

"It's not that Emperor Xuanyuan's throne is weak, but that you hold a power that makes it extremely afraid."

A voice came, and a man came in from somewhere.

The man turned around, revealing a face that Luo Fanjin was extremely familiar with.

"Yang Ke!" Luo Fanjin said, without calling out Yan Che's name, nor saying the name of Emperor Xuanyuan.

"Your Majesty! I haven't seen you for a few days, and you are still in high spirits!" Yang Ke said with a smile. He bent down and bowed, as if he had returned to the mortal world.

"I haven't seen you for a few days. You have cultivated from a mortal to an immortal. You are indeed an extraordinary person!" Luo Fanjin praised.

"I dare not, I dare not, in front of His Majesty, Yang Ke dare not be arrogant. You came into the world as the emperor of mankind, and you are favored by heaven and earth, and you are ranked first in the foundation-building stage. How can Yang Ke compare to you?"

He was so humble, but he didn't get a smile from Luo Fanjin.

"Lord Yang is still as modest as ever!"

The two of them praised each other, but there was no emotion in Luo Fanjin's eyes.

After several rounds of back and forth, Luo Fanjin finally asked, "Are all these yours?"

She was referring to what was happening in the Imperial Palace.

"That's right! Yang Ke is me, and Emperor Xuanyuan is also me. When I first put a wisp of thought into reincarnation, I just wanted to find a suitable disciple. Now, I have found one. Luo Fanjin, are you willing to be my disciple and inherit my legacy?"

The audience in the live broadcast room were watching the big screen intently. For them, the development of the situation at this moment had exceeded their expectations.

It turns out that Yang Ke, the right-hand man of the anchor in the mortal world, was actually a wisp of thought from Emperor Xuanyuan. He had been searching for a thousand years just to find the anchor. When you think about it this way, it fits the logic of a romance novel so well!

Just when the audience was having endless reverie in their minds, Luo Fanjin's words interrupted everyone's reverie.

"I don't want to!" Luo Fanjin answered happily.

Yang Ke obviously didn't expect Luo Fanjin to answer like this, so he asked again, "Do you know what my inheritance represents? Haven't you always wanted to cultivate immortality and become a strong man?"

He really couldn't understand why Luo Fanjin, who had already entered the Imperial Palace, began to refuse to accept the inheritance. This was not in line with common sense.

Facing Yang Ke's face full of questions, Luo Fanjin said softly, "Although you are just a wisp of thought, you can still cultivate immortality. Why don't you leave the inheritance for yourself, but give it to an outsider? If such a huge pie falls on my head, do you think I will believe it?"

[If it were me, I would definitely believe it! ]

[Does the host mean that Yang Ke has some ulterior motive? ]

【Looking at it this way, I think the whole thing is really not that simple! 】

As soon as Luo Fanjin said this, Yang Ke's expression changed.

"As expected of a human emperor, you are rational and alert!" His expression suddenly changed, and he looked abnormally evil.

"But now that you're here, don't even think about leaving!"

After saying that, he flew into the air, waved his hand, and opened the doors of all the rooms.

A body flew out of every room.

Luo Fanjin saw that people she was familiar with, such as Sun Zhiyuan, Zhao Jingrui, etc., were all lying inside, and they seemed to still be breathing.